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•Previously•
Any other time it would have been fine. Of course, because they were all best friends! But at that exact moment. So much shit was up in Lia's head that everything looked so negative. She looked at Jack kissing Penelope's cheek. It was not the first time but she felt the rage inside her rage as if she just found them naked in a bed or something.
Lia stomped upstairs. She wanted to find Jack and apologize for snapping at him but that thought was long gone the second she caught a glimpse of them both. She shrieked with anger and yelled into her pillows, punched them, ripped them apart, and cried. She could not take it.
When they are mortal. There is nothing they could do when they had any suggestive thoughts. Their life would not end on their own terms. Ever. Even if they were sick of living and living, they had no choice but to keep living and living.
